[speaking] 1.2.1.2 [Chorus:] I was stabbed by satan, on the day that I was born, I was promised loving, but instead I was torn, La la la, la la la, my
s'y consume Dans la toile ou dans le satin Pour les enfants que tu ranimes Au fond des dortoirs cherubins Pour les petales anonymes Comme la rose du matin Thank you Satan
so sinful and needless, Drinkin' and runnin' around All the things that I do for the love of the devil I know my reward Will be Satan's jewel crown Satan
up the Satan Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan You? You wanna hide and cover your sins Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan Turning up the Satan I
I have my soul You sell a dream you create Condemned by what you condemned before Smooth are the words you sing down and high Underground is your joy your laws Satan
It's this sort of entertainment that makes me feel like throwing up Like a chronic disease in it's final stage this crap is turning from bad to worse
This refusal to grow up, running around in circles, going to sleep, waking up with this constant doubt "Am I making the right choice or am I just accepting
It's been a long ride but here we are the years have passed and left its scars through thick and thin, through stormy weather we have grown strong, we
With a shrug of the shoulders and a grudging admission we sell ourselves short left them pave the path to downfall lead us to the gallows if there is
The teach us how to stand in line and we follow like a frightened herd question nothing swallow everything 'cause obedience is a virtue Line up the parade
If one voice, disembodied hidden in a surging crowd of thousands start screaming soon others will follow. We'll follow Though I cannot foresee a better
We're al victims of corporate robbery a capitalist conspiracy disguised as democracy we've got to stand up together, strike as one to steal back our dreams
You like to unnecessarily polarize issues into an all or nothing dichotomy that gives you a place to exercise your deep seated lust for power over and
Consistent-The struggle for existence Exasperated-By the outcome of life We burn out! Disabled-Disarmed by the petty differences that divide us! Divergence
People slave every fucking day working their asses off 'cause there's mouths to feed and rents to pay abd thats how the governement wants things to stay
Don't let them break down your sense of identity Don't let your life be controlled by the bullshit they feed you to make you doubt your ability like a
Tell me what exactly did you expect me to understand? was that accepting me for who i am? cracking racist jokes expecting me not to be offended 'cause
The restless anger of youth still shakes this foundation now... on which they've built up their empires of oppression struggling for justice, the true